Lin Qingqing was a little surprised when she heard Mo Chengan say this.

She always felt that her son was still young and immature, and compared to the precocious prince, he was even a little silly.

But the two sentences that Mo Chengan said were not stupid at all, and he was obviously much smarter than ordinary children.

Lin Qingqing squatted down in front of Mo Chengan and looked up at him: "Why... do you think so? Did someone say anything to you?"

Mo Chengan: "I don't need anyone to tell me, I have my own eyes to see."

Lin Qingqing looked around and suddenly smiled.

This house was indeed too simple. Mo Chengan's intuition was correct. She was indeed being neglected.

But it is understandable. As for Qiuyue, she can't afford to offend Lin Jiuqing, so she just dares to pretend to be here. Lin Qingqing doesn't care.

Lin Qingqing stood up, touched Mo Chengan's head, and said with a smile: "No, it's not considered neglect. Mother will go to Huguo Temple in a few days, and this place will be empty, so I'm a little casual."

Mo Cheng'an pursed his lips and said nothing more.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Lin Qingqing thought that the matter was over and didn't take it to heart.

These days, she has always had a heavy weight on her heart, making her feel like she can hardly breathe. Now that Mo Cheng'an is by her side, a sweet, soft little guy, the heavy weight on her heart seems to have been melted away miraculously. She has become much more cheerful and smiles more often.

The mother and son hadn't seen each other for a long time, and it seemed like they had endless things to talk about. Time passed exceptionally quickly, and before they knew it, it was dark.

The mother and son were leaning on the couch. Lin Qingqing was holding the Three Character Classic in her hand and reading it to Mo Cheng'an sentence by sentence. Mo Cheng'an had learned some of it, so he would recite along when he heard something familiar to him. The scene was harmonious.

Qiuyue came in from outside, holding a quilt in her arms, and said softly, "The Queen Mother was afraid that the little prince would catch a cold at night, so she asked me to bring the quilt that the little prince was used to."

Lin Qingqing didn't look up, just pointed casually: "Put it down."

Qiuyue walked over and put it down, turned around and was about to leave, but was stopped by Mo Chengan.

"and many more."

No one expected Mo Chengan to speak, and Lin Qingqing and Qiuyue looked over at the same time.

Mo Cheng'an pointed to the other quilt on the bed and said calmly, "This quilt is not what mother is used to. Why don't you change it for her?"

Lin Qingqing was stunned for a moment, then curled her lips, put down the book in her hand and turned to look at Qiuyue.

Qiuyue was silent for a moment, then said: "The Imperial Concubine did not mention..."

"If mother doesn't tell you, then you won't do it?" Mo Cheng'an frowned and interrupted Qiuyue, "You've been with the Imperial Grandmother for so long, don't you even know this little rule?"

Qiuyue took a deep breath and said, "Yes, I will change the bedding for the imperial concubine right away."

Mo Chengan added, "And this tea, the palace maids in my father's palace only use this kind of broken tea, but you gave it to my mother to drink. Tell me yourself, are you greedy for my mother's share?"

Qiuyue lowered her head: "I dare not!"

"This tea must have been neglected by the subordinates. I will have someone replace it with this year's new tea for the imperial concubine."

Mo Chengan: "You just let it go with a word of negligence?"

Qiuyue raised her eyes and looked at Mo Chengan: "Please punish me, Your Highness."

Mo Chengan said calmly, "You belong to the Imperial Grandmother. I won't punish you. Go and explain the matter to the Imperial Grandmother yourself. It's up to the Imperial Grandmother to decide how she wants to treat you."